AN: Okay, this is for one of my wonderful betas, zort. She reads everything I write even if she doesn't know the fandom.The beginning is heavy slash.I feel it's only fairto give advanced warning. This is to elaborate onthe feud between the Psycho Rangers and the Rogues.
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Chris sucked in a quick breath and then let it out in a low, barely controlled moan. His fingers flexed against cold metal as white-hot heat spread through his body. A hot, wet tongue traced from his shoulder up to a sweet spot just under his ear and his legs trembled when that fiery mouth sucked fiercely. He couldn't stop another moan from escaping as deft fingers slipped up under his shirt and massaged his ribs.
"God Sid..."
Sid grinned to himself at Chris's low moans. He enjoyed dominating his older partner. Usually it was Chris taking control, but Sid was in no way submissive. Their relationship was one of equal give and take as both of them were too strong willed to totally give up control. Sid was enjoying the fact that he had caught Chris completely unprepared and had his older partner at his mercy.
"What do you want Chris?" Sid whispered hotly, letting his tongue touch his friend's ear with each word.
Chris's reply was moaned out with complete honesty. "You..."
Before Sid could make any kind of reply or continue his scheme of torture Chris lunged forward and twisted them around. Sid yelped in surprise to find himself suddenly pinned against the wall with his eager partner kissing all sense right out of him. His moan mingled with Chris's as their hands wandered over each other as if they had never touched before. They were like overeager teenagers who had never done anything of this nature before. It was only partly true. Sid was an overeager teenager at the age of 17, but Chris was an adult at 20. And this was definitely not their first time of doing it.
Chris pulled back from the kiss as he caught a sense of desperate urgency from his partner. He knew something had been bothering Sid for several days, but his younger friend wouldn't say anything. It was beginning to worry Chris and that was pulling his mind out of the naughty places it had been headed.
"Sid?"
"Not now Chris, please?" Sid begged softly, mouthing his taller partner's neck.
Insistent hands ghosted over Chris's inner thighs and his breath caught in his throat. All thoughts of stopping flew right out of the young man's mind. He leaned forward and pinned Sid to the wall so that their bodies were flush together and once more initiated a searing kiss. Sid's hands fluttered across Chris's muscular back before settling on the equally muscular shoulder blades. Both of them groaned as they ground their bodies together. Neither of them stopped to think that they were only in a dark side hallway and that didn't mean the privacy they thought it did.
They were deep into it, the world completely lost to them. They never heard the voices getting closer or the heavy footsteps. Sid's hands were down the back of Chris's pants and Chris had his hands tangled in Sid's wild hair, both holding on as if the world were about to tear them apart. Then as quickly as it started it was over.
Chris gave a humiliating yelp as he was jerked backwards. At the same time Sid was slammed hard into the wall and pinned there. A rough punch to the ribs knocked the breath out of Chris and his knees gave out. His descent to the floor was helped by a malicious shove and his head connected roughly with the unforgiving metal. Then a foot stepped down on his back between his shoulder blades and he was pinned on his stomach with no way of getting up.
"Ass raping freaks." A deep voice hissed.
Chris's heart skipped a beat and he mentally kicked himself for allowing their public display of affection to get so out of control. None of his teammates had a problem with his and Sid's relationship, but they had been warned that others might. Sid was too irresponsible to worry about such things, but being older Chris should have considered it. If he had they wouldn't have found themselves in such a volatile situation with no teammates to help.
"What makes you cocksuckers think you can molest each other in public? Do you think you're special?" Chris recognized the speaker as one of the Rogues. Which one he couldn't tell, but it was obviously one of the bigger ones. "Well, we're going to put you in your place."
Chris's mind was spinning into overdrive. How could he salvage this situation? It hurt his pride to think of begging for mercy, but it was the only option he could think of at the moment. Unfortunately, his younger partner flapped his big mouth before Chris could come up with something appropriate to say.
"You pussies don't scare us."
Chris mentally groaned. Sid really needed some kind of mental filter. Chris's head snapped up almost painfully as he heard an explosive grunt. His position made it hard for him to see, but he could guess that the other bully had punched his teammate in the stomach.
"C'mon guys, you don't have to do this. We're on the same side after all." Chris tried to reason. "Just let us go and we won't even report this."
There was a low snicker from above him and a cold shiver raced down Chris's spine. Then inspiration struck the young man. He hadn't done anything like what he planned in three years, but it seemed like the only option. He ignored the Rogue as the bully started to berate them both for being together. He heard the words, but let them go right through him as he waited for the Rogue to change his tune. Abruptly, the Rogue's foot was yanked away with a startled yelp and that's when Chris made his move. As the Rogue tried to wiggle the ice off his foot, Chris spun on the floor and tripped the big guy.
"Go Chris!" Sid encouraged.
Chris flipped to his feet and without really taking notice of anything, lunged right at the other Rogue. It was a foolish move that cost him instantly. The other Rogue struck with fierce accuracy. Chris let out a grunt of pain and surprise as a barbed stinger stabbed into his stomach. A wave of dizziness caused Chris to falter and then his legs just simply gave out. Numbness washed through his system and he fell to the ground completely aware, but unable to move.
"Chris!" Sid cried and moved to check on his partner.
An arm came out of nowhere and clotheslined Sid to the floor. Sid tried to get to his feet, but a kick to the chin knocked him flat on his back. A foot pinned him down and from the position he could watch as the Rogue that had stabbed Chris pulled Chris up and easily held the limp young man up. Sid felt relief wash through him when he saw his friend blink, but panic struck him again when he realized Chris couldn't move. Those thoughts fled his mind as the foot on his chest pushed down suddenly making his ribs flex in ways they weren't supposed to.
"Now, you're going to watch as I dismantle your fuck buddy."
The foot on his chest moved away and instantly Sid tried to slip away but a powerful kick to his side sent him sliding across the floor into the wall. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't catch his breath and his attacker was determined. Another kick slammed him against the wall again and then he was kicked again and again, over and over. Time seemed to slow down and the world ground to a halt except for the painful thumps of each kick.
Chris watched helplessly as his lover was beaten. He could see blood pooling around Sid's head and his heart skipped a beat. There was nothing he could do. He couldn't even make a sound in protest. His heart raced with panic as he realized he was going to watch his best friend get killed by two homophobic assholes. All thoughts left his mind as he suddenly realized there was some kind of strange sucking sensation on his neck and it felt as if all the blood in his body was being pulled in that direction. There was no real feeling to it-no pain, no pleasure, no nothing. Just a weird ghost of a sensation as if he should have been feeling it, but wasn't really.
"Ah, c'mon man. I thought we agreed you weren't going to feed in front of me anymore." Chris vaguely heard the first Rogue grumble.
The none-sensation was gone for a moment as his captor replied. "But I'm hungry and he's here now. Besides, if we're going to kill them it might as well pay off."
"I never said we were going to kill them. Master Kalix would skin us alive for killing his precious so-called warriors."
Chris watched with baited breath as the Rogue that had been beating Sid took his attention away from the younger man. Looking as if he wasn't completely there, Sid took advantage of his attackers distraction and retaliated. Chris mentally cheered as Sid jumped onto the big Rogue's back and wrapped an arm tightly around the man's neck. Chris's excitement died quickly as the Rogue slammed backwards into the wall and Sid let out a pained grunt. The Rogue spun around and pinned the smaller warrior to the wall by the throat. Chris was sure the Rogue was going to go against his words and kill Sid.
"That wasn't very smart." The Rogue snarled.
Then all hell broke loose. There was a jolt from behind and suddenly Chris found himself on the floor. His muddled mind was confused as to what was happening. Unable to move he couldn't even look around to see what was going on. But it only took a moment for him to understand what he was hearing.
"No," A deep, familiar voice boomed. "What wasn't smart was picking a fight with us."
Sid was barely aware of anything. He hadn't even thought about what he was doing when he jumped on the big Rogue's back. His instincts had just screamed at him to do something and that was the first thing he could think of doing. Now, as the sound of a fight raged around him he let himself sink to the floor. He vaguely looked around for Chris, realizing in some distant part of his mind that his partner should have been close by. All he saw was blood before his eyes drifted shut and he was lost to the darkness.
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"You boys just don't know how to stay out of trouble." Doctor Wenson said as he gently tended to the bites on Chris's neck.
Chris gave an irritated huff. "This time it wasn't our fault doc."
"For some reason I find that hard to believe." Wenson smirked. "You've been in here three times in the past five days."
"The first time dumbo over there forgot to look where he was walking. The second time I had a run-in with a grumpy saurian. And this time Sid and I got caught by two homophobic assholes." Chris surmised, hissing softly at the sting of the anti-bacterial cream. "Not our fault."
"Saurians are always grumpy." The doctor muttered absentmindedly as he took a closer look at the stab wound left behind by the Scorpion Rogue's nasty stinger. "You're lucky he didn't go any deeper. You're also lucky his venom isn't fatal."
"He's lucky they caught us off-guard." Chris grumbled. "Next time, he's going to be sorry."
"Oh, come now. Don't go picking fights you can't win." The enran teased. "Besides, neither you nor Sid will be in any condition to fight for some time."
At the mention of his younger teammate, Chris looked toward the still form on the bed across from his. Seeing the concerned look on Chris's face the doctor patted his shoulder. Those worried blue eyes flickered to look at the enran doctor who smiled softly.
"That boy has plenty of fight left in him. He'll be fine." Wenson assured his patient. "It'll take more than a few close minded morons to take him down for good."
Chris smirked. "I'm not worried about his physical condition doc. I'm worried about how pissed off he's going to be and the fight he's going to pick."
"Why Chris, are you scared of a fight?"
"Against the Rogues? Even I'm smart enough not to start that fight." Chris replied. "I'm not scared of much in this universe, but those Rogues...they're a whole kind of evil unlike anything else in Master Kalix's army."
"True enough. I don't envy those who actually have to work with them. That unholy band of misfits is nothing but trouble." Wenson said. "One of these days Master Kalix is going to regret ever allowing them into his army."
"Won't get a chance."
Chris and Doctor Wenson both glanced over at Sid's soft words. Chris frowned as Wenson began to wrap gauze around the stomach wound. "Sid, just let it go."
"No! Those assholes almost killed us." Sid snarled. "I want revenge."
"Isn't it enough that we're both alive?" Chris asked tiredly.
Sid growled, ignoring the throbbing in his ribs. "No. I'm going to make them pay with or without your help. I just have to wait for them to slip up."
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He should have turned around and left as soon as the doors into the mess hall opened. Any sane person worried about their own well being would have turned around and walked away. But sixteen year old Brandon didn't have any kind of danger sense at all. He saw the full team of Rogues sitting at a table eating and thought nothing of it at all. He strode past their table, unaware that his entrance had gained their attention, and went up to the chow line. The red-haired teen smiled brightly at one of the servers, a female human looking to be about the same age, who blushed brightly.
"Sansa, have you got any chocolate stashed anywhere? Sid and Chris are in the infirmary and I thought I'd sneak them in a treat."
Sansa smirked. "Doctor Wenson will have your head if he hears of it. Are you going to rat me out for giving it to you when you're caught?"
"Would I do that?" Brandon asked with a look of wide-eyed innocence. At her scornful look he smiled. "Of course I won't rat you out. I may be many things, but a snitch I'm not."
Sansa grinned at that and disappeared from the serving window. Moments later she returned with a small pouch and handed it to the teen in front of her. She put a finger to her lips when he opened his mouth to respond and motioned for him to leave. Brandon smirked triumphantly and blew her a kiss before making his way back out of the mess hall. He whistled happily, his mission accomplished, and disappeared out of the door unaware the he was being followed.
He was halfway to his destination when the hall was suddenly blocked in front of him. Brandon came to a stop, quickly taking in the sight of the two Dragon Rogues in front of him. His green eyes narrowed to slits as his good mood instantly fled. He hadn't liked the Rogues before they attacked two of his teammates. Now he hated them with a vengeance for daring to harm two men he looked to as older brothers.
"What do you want?" Brandon demanded.
The red skinned draconan snarled. "You kids run around here like you own this place."
"We simply want to show you the error in your thinking." The green skinned draconan continued.
"Even if we have to do it one brat at a time."
Brandon spun to see the two female Rogues of the team standing behind him. Now Brandon's danger sense kicked in, but it was too late. Caught by himself with no way of calling his teammates, Brandon knew things were about to get very bad for him. None of his Earth Ninja tricks could help him on a space station. He fought back-there was no way he'd go down without a fight-but it was a losing battle from the beginning. As he went down his only thought was how much he just wanted to get the chocolate to his friends.
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"Damn fool." Kyle said affectionately as he sat by Brandon's bed. Dr. Wenson was taking care of the latest injured teen. "Don't any of you know how to stay out of trouble?"
"No." Three voice answered honestly.
"This is the last straw." Dani growled. "Beating up the lovebirds was bad enough, but no one touches the kid."
"I'm not a kid." Brandon argued.
"We've got to teach those Rogues not to mess with us." Garnes said as if Brandon hadn't said anything.
"And we will." Samous said. "No more playing nice. We take the fight to them."
"Hey, don't do anything without us." Sid obviously didn't like that idea.
"Wouldn't dream of it." Samous assured him. "As soon as you three have recovered we'll make our move."
"And make them sorry."
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The mess hall was buzzing with activity as usual. Off duty dedians were eating together at their table, while the Lizarians ate elsewhere, and the Aeroi ate as far away from them as possible. At the table in the very center of the mess hall sat the Rogues laughing and being noisier than any of the other group. Tiger was telling a very involving story, being way more animated than was necessary. All the other Rogues were listening, laughing, and making rude comments. They were too busy to notice the group that entered.
The group of Lizarians scattered quickly, but the Aeroi stayed to watch. The Aeroi could tell there was a fight brewing and it had been a while since there had been any good action. The dedians just didn't realize what was going on, their inability to sense the emotions in the air left them in the dark. They continued to eat as if nothing was going to happen.
The laughter at the Rogue table died immediately when they sensed the approach of their rivals. Star Rogue was facing the approaching threat and stood to address them. He noted with mild interest that his rivals were wearing their training armor. It was an exact design for how the suits would look once they were powered. Kalix was calling them Psycho Rangers. Star didn't think there was anything psycho about them. Star wasn't impressed nor did he feel intimidated. It was easy to read their intentions though.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Master Kalix's pets." Star sneered. His team snickered. "What can we do for you kids?"
Things happened quickly from there. The soon to be Psycho Rangers threw the first punches. The numbers were equal on both sides. The fight was brutal and out of control. Within moments Warrior Rogue was out of the fight from a blow to the head. Sid and Chris ganged up on Scorpion, carefully avoiding his tail. Sid jumped on the tail from behind, pinning it to the floor, while Chris pummeled the hell out of Scorpion from the front. All across the mess hall the fight raged on. The dedians stood watching, waiting for orders to break it up. The Aeroi were cheering on the fight as they were excited for some real entertainment.
"What is going on here!" The voice was barely heard above the sounds of the fight. Domis, a large imposing saurian, was not one to be messed with. When his shout was ignored he got angry. "STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY!"
That roar was impossible to ignore and the two fighting groups immediately split up. As that was happening General Tarnin, Kalix's third in command, entered the room. Seeing what was going on he let out an angry snarl.
"Who started this." Tarnin demanded.
"They did." The Rogues pointed to the Psychos and vice versa.
"You attacked us." Star snarled toward the Psychos.
"You provoked us." Samous replied angrily.
"Not our fault you've got pussies on your team." Tiger retorted.
"Bastard!" Sid roared and lunged.
That started the fight anew. Things got out of hand quickly. Domis moved to separate the fighters but a random kick caught him right in the face and knocked him on his back. The Aeroi and dedians were still just watching. Tarnin noticed them and growled.
"Don't just stand there you morons! Get in there and stop this!" Tarnin ordered.
The Aeroi, eager for their piece of the action, leapt in. The dedians took more time to figure out a plan of attack. Domis was on his feet again and struggling against the raging fight. As Aeroi and dedians went flying Tarnin yelled for more soldiers. Within moments the mess hall was a war zone with the Rogues and the Psychos still trying to get at one another and the foot soldiers struggling to break them up. Finally after nearly an hour long battle all the instigators were separated and restrained.
"Okay, I don't need any of you to tell me what's going on." Tarnin said, watching the fighters. "My Rogues have been harassing these...Psycho Rangers...so the Psychos decided to take some vengeance."
"There's no proof the Psycho Rangers started this." Domis spoke up from where he was pinning Samous to the ground.
"Actually," One of the only Aeroi still conscious spoke up. "The Psycho Rangers came in here looking for a fight and they threw the first punches."
"The Rogues started it when they beat up three of my teammates." Samous growled. "It was my idea to attack them. I take full responsibility and any punishment for myself."
Tarnin looked like he might disagree, but changed his mind. With a curt nod he looked at Domis. "He's your charge. Punish him." His eyes shifted around the room. "For the rest of you. I don't ever want to see you fighting like this again. We're on the same side, we don't fight each other."
With that Tarnin turned and stormed away. A few moments later Domis got to his feet and pulled Samous up with him. After a brief glare at the other Psycho Rangers, Domis dragged Samous out of the mess hall. With the altercation done the foot soldiers left as well. That left the remaining Psychos and Rogues glaring at each other.
"This isn't the end of this." Kyle growled from where he was knelt by an injured Brandon.
"When are you going to get it? You'll never be more than sideshow freaks compared to us." Star taunted. "You'll never win against us."
"You're not perfect and we're not always going to be powerless." Kyle retorted. "One day you're going to make a mistake and we're going to be there to take advantage."
"You keep telling yourself that." Star sneered as he and the rest of the Rogues started to leave.
"Watch your backs." Sid called.
The Rogues merely laughed and continued on their way. The Psychos collected themselves and left as well. Their need for revenge hadn't been satisfied, too many of the Rogues had walked away. Five hours later Domis took the Psychos away to continue their training. But the hatred between the two teams was not forgotten and a few years later they would meet again.